Canto 4
by Wolf Larsen
Ugly loveliness, why do you collapse like a hungry angry moon?
Upon peanut-butter-classical-music?
While Nature's tornado songs bequest you thousands of talking door knobs,
And being frop she dops to those who are freeping!
Oh beauteous marijuana clouds, why does the ceiling masturbate fireflies?
And who gave god this booteous largass?
And you poo-pooless blue monkeys of flap-zing, why dong thou booty-boo?
So great a traffic light of suns, yet canned tomatoes live?
For having traffic lights with dildos galore!
And canned carrots of Jesus Christ goes thy sweet pussy-bread-dough.
Then well-Hong, when nature calls its uppitY-uppity-up!
So what acceptable politician-whores could cause the cities to leave?
When thy beer-belly-music must be executed with magical fireflies!
Which, bazooka!, with your uZi-buttoCks-viBratOr, the executor to be when?
Copyright 2012 by Wolf Larsen

This particular piece I liked the sound of, but don't think I really "got".

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Yeah, the thread title is a real grabber. I think the OP was alluding to making fun of the Bard. (Lord knows he's been revered enough) My favorite laugh was when a comic was impersonating John Wayne while reciting 'Is this a dagger I see before me Waa aa aa'